(Y/n) POV:
A license to save someone.
That has always confused me. If I used my quirk to save someone, I can go to jail, but if I do nothing, society will annoy me with "you should have helped", when the only way I could help is by using my Quirk.
Perhaps I'm thinking too deeply about all of this, or perhaps the world we live in is filled with morons?
I'm going with the second option.
So as I and my class exist on the bus that brought us to the location of where the hero license exam would take place, a biker-looking woman invades the hobo caterpillar's personal space by lifting his cheeks to give him a smile.
Aizawa: Ms. Joke...
Ms. Smile: Haha! Hey there Aizawa!
Aizawa:(sigh)... Hello.Ms. Joke: So you want to go on a date?
Clas:!?
Ms. Joke: Hahahaha!
(Y/n): Don't we have security to deal with delirious junkies?
Aizawa: This is pro hero Ms. Smile. A teacher from another hero school.
(Y/n):.... Are you sure about that?
Boy: We can confirm.
Class:?
Two students then approach us.
Girl: Hey, you're (Y/n), right? Can I get your autograph?
(Y/n):(glare)
(Y/n): Pathetic... But I guess you need to try everything to even hope to fight the big leagues.
I leave and head to the exam building while ignoring all the other classes that noticed me.
(Y/n): What a pain...
(Opening theme)
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My Hero Academia: Rise of Accelerator
FanfictionIn a world where the majority of people have abilities called quirks, a white-haired boy gets stuck with a strange little girl. After saving her life, the boy finds himself stuck with her. With a change of heart, he chooses to walk down the path of...